Immmensily beautiful, not at all like the raw sound she's famous for.
Counting time you have stood at the foot of my ivory tower
And waited and called out my name by the hour and counted
On the wings of my heart strings to carry the sound
I have counted on pleading, you see how I need you, come down
And now between twililght and midnight I come to you
Down in my gown of soft moonbeams and starlight
Bright is the evening, the breezes have fenced us
